Fast forward

"They will be here in a few minutes."

"Where are the plates?"

"Everyone be seated"

"Where are the plates? Ginerva!"

"Harry"

"George, NO!"

"Percy, get him!"

"Where are the plates? George!"

"Dad! He is pulling my hair"

Crack.

"Mom, they are here"

And with that the whole commotion in the Burrow came to a halt. Wow, and I hadn't said a word till now. I could hear the footsteps running towards the door to welcome our guests, it was definitely Mrs. Weasley.

"Ah! Mr. And Mrs. Malfoy, welcome!" said Mrs. Weasley with warmth dripping from her voice.

"Now that is something I had never thought I would hear in this house" whispered George to Harry loud enough for everyone to hear him.

The Malfoys were too scared to move. They had never in their entire life seen so many redheads in one place and let us not even get started on the chaos. Chaos for them was very, umm, un-pureblood thing. And that was my cue so I walked towards the door with everyones eyes on me.

"Hello. It is okay to come in." Yeah, that was probably the worst kind of reassurance I could have given to anybody.

Lucius seemed relieved to see me there. And with that he managed to smile at the Malfoys.

"Hello." Okay, he was even worse than me.

"You know we have chairs." Said Arthur Weasley, who was now next to Mrs. Weasley. "You can sit on them and then stare at us as much as you want."

To that Narcissa smiled.

"I am sorry" she said with a smile.

"I have officially seen everything." And this time George made no effort to whisper.

And with that everyone was laughing and making room for 2 more people in the overly packed dining of the Burrow.

...

I had expected worse. But to my surprise, the dinner went by smoothly. The Malfoys were polite and the Weasleys were, ummmm, being Weasleys. But my biggest surprise was when Lucius complimented Mrs. Weasleys cooking. The reaction to that compliment was priceless. Almost everyone choked and Mrs. Weasley looked at him in horror.

"This is unbelievable." Ginny whispered.

"I know." I replied.

"I need to talk to you."

"Okay. Upstairs?"

We both excused ourselves and went upstairs to Ginnys room. I closed the door behind me to save ourselves from any of George's pranks.

"So, what is up?" I asked.

"Mione, what are you doing?"

"What do you mean?"

"What are you doing with the Malfoys?"

"Ginny, you have to be a little more specific."

"Mione, you came back from the hospital 3 weeks ago and since then all I have ever heard about you is that you have been spending every minute of your eyes with them."

"I am hoping there is a point."

"Why are you doing this? You were removed from the case Hermione. Why are you still sticking to them?"

"I don't know. I really don't. Look, I know that they have done really horrible things but I feel so bad for them because they lost their son." I took a deep breath. "I feel so bad for them because now it is pretty evident that we may never find him. I don't know Gin, I don't"

She looked at me and hugged me.

"Take care, okay?"

"Yeah." My face was all hot now.

"And if it makes you feel any better, they seem to be kind people, I guess" said the redhead while rolling her eyes.

That cracked us up.

"They are just going through a tough time. And tonight is probably their toughest time."

"Mione, believe me, everyone is trying to be kind towards them. We all are on our best behaviours but you know we can try a little harder. I will talk to-"

"No!"I could never thank the Weasleys for what they were doing for me. " Ginny, it is not that. As a matter of fact all of you are doing a good job. The thing is that, it's Malfoys birthday today. It is a difficult day for them. And that's why I brought them here, you all are a distraction. And you are doing a great job. Thank you so much!"

"Oh."

I nodded at her and gave her a big smile.

"We should go down, unless you want to tell me something." I said with a sly smile.

"HOW DO YOU KNOW?" asked the redhead with a red face.

"Honey, you should be thankful that this news hasn't been in The Daily Prophet already!"

"Oh, my God. I wanted to tell this to you before, but I also wanted to tell you this personally and not through a letter!"

"It's okay! I would have been angry had you told me about your proposal through a letter!" I said while taking her hand to take a look at the ring. "Where is the ring?"

"What ring?" she asked with a disgruntled tone.

Okay, I was confused now. Ron clearly told me that Harry and Ginny were getting married. Now it was my turn to show fifty shades of red.

"Ummm..."

"What are you talking about?"

"Ummmm..."

She kept looking at me, no wait, staring at me. How I wish if someone would just walk in the room!

"Mione"

"Yeah, I should get going."

"Mione?"

"Yes?"

"The ring is with mom" she said with a sly smile.

Oh, the relief. I could finally breathe. I will kill this girl.

"You are not a good girl" I could really use some trash language classes here.

"Now, shut up and congratulate me!"

"CONGRATULATIONS!"

"Thank You!"

"When's the date?'

"Oh, we haven't figured that out yet. Harry is busy with his work and I am still in school. But I am guessing that it will be probably sometime next year."

"I am so happy for you" I really was. Harry was getting married to a girl he truly deserved and a girl who deserved the boy who lived.

...

"Bartha ?"

"Dead."

"Riya Stile?"

"Found under the Trey Bridge. Unconscious and serious and has been admitted in St. Mungos"

"Bob Rett?"

"Dead"

"Connor Jillan?"

"Dead."

"Patrick Heat?"

"Found, he was hiding from the Death eaters."

"Good job Ms. Granger." Said Kingsley. It was the annual meeting of Department. They had reinstated me in the services after 7 months of forced holidays. They didn't give me Malfoys case, instead I had been given 5 different cases which I solved in my 5 months of service. And now was the moment of truth.

"Draco Malfoy?"

"Lost." I looked up to find him. And there he was sitting smugly.

"For official records your statement will be recorded. So start talking." Kingsley ordered.

And very calmly he started.

"The case was transferred to me after questions had been raised on Ms. Grangers mental health." I could already feel my blood rising. But I wanted to hear every part of it. "I proceeded with the case by sealing the Manor and went through every room of it in order to find clues. I must say that it took a good deal of time for us to go through the entire Manor and the library alone took 2 months."

"How much time are we talking about?" Kingsley questioned.

"6 months excluding the library."

"Continue"

"The next 4 months we spent talking to his friends and other family members. And just like the Manor we couldn't find anything solid. And for the past one month we had everyone looking for him in the wizarding world. So, today on 10th May 1999, I, Vince Strule, hereby declare Draco Malfoy lost" he said with absolutely no emotion on his face.

"Okay. So, that concludes our meeting. Draco Malfoy is now transferred to the non-priority list. New cases shall be delivered to all of you by tomorrow morning. Thank you." Kingsley delivered his final speech. This was wrong. Malfoy wasn't lost and Vince Strule had definitely not looked for Malfoy.

"Wait!" I shouted. I couldn't let anybody leave without outing Vince Strule. "Draco Malfoy is not lost and Mr. Strule has simply wasted time. He has not looked for Draco Malfoy at all."

Kinsley looked at me disapprovingly.

"And why do you say that Ms. Granger?" Vince asked

"It's because you never took Blaise Zabinis statement into consideration. And you didn't acknowledge my advice when I told you that there was nothing in Malfoy Manor."

"I am sorry for doing my duty officially. Unlike you Ms. Granger, I have everything on official record over here. And let us not forget that you were on this case for 2 days and in those 2 days you didn't file a single statement. And Kingsley would agree with me when I say that I cannot go ahead with mere advices and suggestions that will never be recorded."

"Give me this case" I turned to Kingsley. He was my last ray of hope. "You know I can do a better job than him. Give me this case, I swear I will find Draco Malfoy."

"Sure, a girl who couldn't find her own parents will find Draco Malfoy. You really do need another visit to St. Mungos", sniggered Vince.

And before I knew it, I had thrown two paper weights at his face and luckily they both him. I didn't even feel bad... a little maybe, only because I had missed his eye. One had hit him below his left eye and the other one had hit him above his left eye.

"Ms. Granger!" Kingsley shouted as he got up from his chair. "You are not getting this case. The only thing you are getting is suspension. You are suspended from your office for the next 6 months. Now get out."

"With pleasure." I said with a curtsy and left with my pride.

Was I happy with my suspension? I don't know, but all I knew was that in these 6 months I will find Draco Malfoy.

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